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I tell you what. The spider plants have thrived on it.

Well, actually, Bobby, I already have.

This cigarette was lit with the Olympic torch.

Will you sign it for me? In pencil?

Hank. Have you been shot?

You don't give someone an award they don't deserve just to cheer them up.

The year is 1953.

someday someone's gonna make the world's largest fruit pie.

The torch should go to someone really deserving.

Well, it was just sitting in a box gathering dust and dust-mite feces.

I was just trying to help.

I do love america

Well, then, you shouldn't have had your henchmen write that essay.

So, how does it feel to be the official torchbearer?

But He made his point.

I'd like to thank my mother, my agent, and my baby's mama.

Hot or cold towel, Hank?

How's it feel, Dad? Is it everything I hoped it would be?

And you know, these are the very same towels from back then.

You're tarnishing the spirit of the Winter Games.

No, Dad. I'm speed walking.